Yesterday afternoon, I started to feel that familiar tickle in the back of my throat. The tickle that indicates a cold is trying to break through my body’s defenses…. “No,” I thought, “it’ll go away by tomorrow. I’ll just get a good night’s sleep….” Flash forward to this morning, when that feeling was still there. Grrrr.
Now, pre-Active August Carly would have taken that feeling as a sign that running was not in the stars for the day, and that I should spend the day alternating between laying in bed or lounging on the couch. But I made myself get up and run. And I’m glad I did. It was a great run (it was super cool this morning–I almost wished I had put on long sleeves), and while I still feel that cold coming on, I feel good that I powered through and got a workout in. Now I won’t feel as bad about hanging out on the couch for the rest of the day, consuming massive amounts of Cold-EEZE and tea. It’s bad enough that I was sick for the first week of my summer break, but do I really have to be sick for the last week, too?